One of the customers raises his card, making the value increase for a thousand. Another customer did the same and the price increases once again. This rally continues until one of the customers raises his hand instead of the card. “I will double the price.”

                Every eye in the hall turns to the owner of the voice. He is a tall man, wearing black suit and a phantom mask. He is standing proudly with his right hand is shoved in his pants pocket while his other hand is fixing his tuxedo. His eyes are fixated on the young man who can barely standing and sways a bit.

                “O…oh, anyone else who would bid for him?” the merchant is a bit flustered after he notices the price that was offered by the tall man. “No one? Then, sold!”